agedly attractive, exuberance of charm.
the sheer sureness of every move.
snap, snap, on to it.
yet disheartening all at the same time.
ooh.
the prestige.
its been a long time since.
that analytical, conclusive knick knack.
i'd like more days of starbucks, oreo cheesecake and a good book.
yesterday i cried.you must have been relieved to see the softer side.i can understand how you'd be so confused.i dont envy you.i'm a little bit of everything all rolled into one.
so take me as i am.this may mean you'll have to be a stronger man.rest assured that when i start to make you nervous.and i'm going to extremes.tomorrow i will change and today wont mean a thing.
i'm a bitch, i'm a lover.i'm a child, i'm a mother.i'm a sinner, i'm a saint.
i do not feel ashamed.i'm your hell, i'm your dream.i'm nothing in between.you know you wouldnt want it any other way.
just when you think you've got me figured out.the season's already changing.i think its cool you do what you do and dont try to save me.
i'm a bitch, i'm a tease.i'm a goddess on my knees.when you hurt, when you suffer.i'm your angel undercover.i've been numb, i'm revived.cant say i'm not alive.you know i wouldnt want it any other way.so this is meredith brooks.
too long trying to resist ityou've just gone and missed itits escaped your world.
perfection at 7:05 PM